Gwen's POV

I wake up to the morning sunshine piercing the dark redness of my curtains; I gladly welcome the light, from what had happened last night I'm rather glad to see something that feels so full of life. I flip the covers off of me; I don't even recall placing them on last night. I lift my feet out of bed and stand up carefully, but to my dismay, I feel more pain, I shake it off, my whole body has been in pain so long that im just so sick of feeling anything. I still feel weary and feel like going back to sleep. I look down at the rest of my body, I have to concentrate more due to the fact that im swaying a bit, my vision as blurry as. I notice that I'm wearing black, long dangly pants and a loose white top that sloppily hangs down over my hands; it was pretty snug sleeping clothes though ignoring the fact that someone had undressed me again. "Why" I thought to myself felling slightly annoyed at the fact that someone has well gone passed personal space yet again. I sigh and walk over to my window to look outside; I could see the whole neighbourhood, birds chirping, trees rustling in the distance and a few neighbours getting into their cars and beginning to drive off to life. They're lucky I think to myself. I wouldn't mind being at school right now. I lean over the edge of my window as a puff of air escapes my lungs. "Lucky" I think to myself yet again.

I close my eyes and rest my head on my crossed arms and hands. I wince slightly, there voices becoming louder. I open my eyes slightly to see what the noise could possibly be. "Ben?" I let the words slip out of my mouth as I see a green jacket standing on my front lawn. I raise my head up a bit more "Kevin" I see the black haired boy. I smile widely and try to grab there attention but stop as I see the cloaked figure turn its head and stare at me with warning eyes. I quickly close my mouth again and try to listen to their conversation. I don't think Kevin and Ben have even noticed me. I see Kevin point a finger at her accusingly and Ben trying to calm him down. I see the cloaked figure wave her hand off at my boyfriend. He justs gets more and more madder almost going to explode.

I place my hand on the doorknob and turn it but its locked. I push turn it harder but it still won't budge. I use both hands this time it wouldn't budge. "my door doesn't even have a lock on it" I say to myself rather loudly. I huff and cross my arms. I notice my mirror out of the corner of my eye and walk over to it. I just stare at myself for a while. My entire form, as pale as a ghost, probably even whiter. My once green eyes, now swirling with a purple colour, my stomach glowing like a Christmas tree. My once ginger hair, now completely dark red, even in the morning light. I let a tear stain my cheek and look down at my feet. I'm wearing thick black socks, they're slightly glowing. I turn away; I don't even wanna know what's happened. I see a flash of pink light behind me, I ignore it and turn my eyes back to my feet and shut my eyes. I hear footsteps walking away from me and over to the opposite side of the room. i hear my window shut and the blinds get closed, I open my eyes and look at the blue cloaked lady.

She walks back over to my bed and remakes it in one swift motion. "Grandma, how can you do this" I mutter towards her. "this if for your own good, kiddo" she smiles warmly at me, but I don't return the favour. She frowns at this and walks over to me "I know how you're feeling sweetheart-" "then how come you're doing this to me" I interrupt her moving slightly away from her, but she waves me off, she always hates it when someone interrupts her. She puts my hand and my back and begins pushing me towards my bed. I stagger a bit but regain my footing. She begins to talk again as she lifts a side of the covers off my bed her eyes telling me to sit down. I agree to this, feeling to tired to disagree and make a fuss. My grandmother smiles at the stubbornness for once and tucks me up. "You'll thank me when this is over" she smiles again and kisses me on my forehead. Letting me fall back asleep before the pain starts building back up.

Ben's POV

Kevin had rung me around 7 in the morning yelling at me to get my butt down to Gwen's house. I agree quickly not wonting to get on his bad side today, but feeling like I was going to fail at that. I Jetray to my cousins house and notice Kevin already yelling his lungs out at my grandmother. I walk over to him trying to calm him down before he goes on another rampage.

"Kevin, dude what are you doing" I say trying to calm him down.

"I'LL TELL YOU WHAT TENNYSON, YOUR GRANDMOTHERS HURTING GWEN, TRYING TO GET HER TO COME TO ANTODYNE WITH HER" he yells furiously at me. My grandmother waves it off. But Kevin comes back around.

"DON'T EVEN TRY LYING, CAUSE I KNOW IT'S TRUE I SAW YOU" He accusingly pokes a finger at her "AND IM NOT LEAVING UNTIL I SEE GWEN" he snarls loudly at her.

"Dude" I say trying to calm him down but it doesn't work. But my grandmothers laughing seemed to make this much more worse. "Grandma please tell him that your joking right" I say trying to lighten up the mood. "Now, now kiddo" she says with a smile on her face. "You're cousins fine" she turns to me ignoring Kevin. "you're cousins just going through what we antodytes call a… transformation phase in her life" she says rolling her wrist, trying to get the proper words out.

"Transformation?" I ask her. "Of course" she says still a bit giddy. "it's a phase in every antodytes life, I cannot be stopped, it was bound to happen eventually" she smiles warmly at me". "RRRRRRRR" Kevin snarls. Trying to restrain himself. "LET HER GO" he yells at her.

"This would be easier on everyone, If Gwen was left alone" and with that she disappears into thin air.

"TENNYSON" he growls at me "uh, oh" I ran away from him.

Frank's POV

I looked over at my wife. She's making some soup for our daughter. I cant even remember the last time I've seen Gwen eat. Me and Lilly have been taking days off work trying to look after our child, but mum keeps getting in the way. My wife puts a bit of hot water into the bowl. She had rings under her eyes, looking like she hasn't slept in days. Her hair was a complete mess. "go take a break honey" I take her waist and pull her into me "I'll make take it up to her" I give her a loving kiss on the lips. "un k" she says touching my shoulder and walking off to our bedroom. "I remember when Gwen ran in their tears streaming down her cute little cheeks, I remember that night we had a thunderstorm going on. I had picked her up and she wrapped her tight little hands around Lillie's waist. When we asked her what was wrong she complained that there was a monster outside and it was trying to eat her. I giggled a bit at the thought and told her that there was no monster outside. Lightning lit up the house with thunder rolling in after it. She let out a whimper and clings onto her mother really tightly. "can't you hearw it" I recall her saying. I let out a laugh. My wife looked up at me, smiling warmly at me, I smiled back her and got back into the bed. Giving my scared daughter a hug. "How bout you sleep in here tonight, Gwenny," I whispered into her ear. I watched her drift off to sleep, sucking he thumb and cradling she. She was only four years old.

I chuckle to myself thinking of the old times. Now I'm on the verge of losing my daughter and never seeing her again. A tear rolled down my face but I whipped it away quickly before anyone could see. I put the soup on a mat and begin taking it up to Gwen. I walk up the stares careful not to drop the soup but stop as I see mum outside my daughter's door. I take it over to her and she smiles warmly at me. "Bringing her something to eat I see" she removes her hands from crossing them. "I don't think my daughters eaten in a while" I say looking down at the soup. "I know you wont let me in to see my daughter but, at least don't starve her to death" I passed her the placemat to her with the soup and spoon on it. "Thanks kiddo" she takes It out of my hands using her alienated powers. "I'll make sure she gets it" she smiles at me. I begin to walk away but turn back to her "Verdona before you um…. Leave, let me say goodbye to my daughter one last time" I say clutching my hands, hoping to not be refused. "ok" she says in a happy tone before she says before sneaking into my daughters room.

Verdona's POV

I take the soup that my son had just given me and place it on the desk. I hear Gwen mumbling a bit in her sleep but ignore it. I take out a small vile from my pocket of the blue cloak and the poor the essence of the vile into my granddaughter soup it glows for a second but it then stops and returns to its normal colur. I smile as I walk over to wear she's sleeping with the soup. I place it over her waist and shake her lightly. She mumbles a bit then opens her eyes "grandma?" she rubs her eyes. "Come here kiddo" I help her sit up. "here your parents made you some soup, said ya hadn't had any in a while" she kisses on my forehead and walks over to my bookshelf. For the first time since I actually smile at her. I grab the spoon and start eating it, I was starving to death, I hadn't eaten in 3 days but stopped and starting to coughing after three spoonfuls of soup. My grandma ran over to me and lifted the soup off my lab. I layed back having a massive coughing fit. I wince my eyes in pain. Strokes of pain starting shooting down my back. I screamed in pain. I felt someone pull my head off my pillow and place a spoon in my mouth with the soup on it.

I choked a bit as the liquid was poured down my throat. I tried to pull myself away from it but my body was in so my pain my body refused to do anything. I felt another spoonful of soup invading my throat and making its way to the pit of my stomach. More pain started to arise, tears poured down make face like a waterfall. More and more of the liquid get poured down my throat I whimper in pain, so much pain. "shhhhh" I heard someone whisper in my ear. My eyes have not opened since. Finally it had released my head and placed it back down onto the pillow. My breathing became very heavy. I coughed a bit trying to empty my lungs from the liquid. Strains of pain went on throughout my body, it felt like everything in my body was on the verge of collapsing. I let out yet another whimper of pain. "shhhhh, It's alright dearie" I turned my head away from the voice whimpering into the soft tearstained pillow. I felt someone stroke my head, trying to comfort me, but It didn't work. More tears stained my face, my left hand went completely numb I felt sick. I felt my entire body start to shake, I was so cold, so very cold. Someone had grabbed my right hand, I held on tightly to theirs, clutching it tightly. Trying to make the pain go away, I scrunched my eyes up and tried to go to back to sleep.

Verdona's POV

I despised human food but I gave her anyway. I had placed a liquid formula into my her soup. I found the process taking to long and I was starting to get impatient. So like any good grandmother would do I decided to speed the process up. She was fine the first few spoonful's of soup but that's probably because she hadn't eaten in a while. She started to cough and choke. I decided to place the rest of the liquid down her small delicate throat, she'll thank me for It later. As I continued this process she begins to scream and whimper with tears streaming down her eyes. I tried comforting her but she was in too much pain to notice. I guess no one ever told her how painful the process would be. I layed he head back down onto the pillow, it was stained in tears. I stroked her hair for a short time, just staring at the young girl. She started to shake a little, probably just cold, her left hand was holding her waist, it was covered in blood and was very pale, it started to glow and turn into the colour of an antodytes. I slipped some warm gloves over her hands. I didn't wont her to shriek as soon as she woke up. I had done the same for her feet. She had stayed oblivious since. I grabbed her hand and help it so she knew I was here and was going to take care of her from now on. She clutched it and tensed a bit, a whole force shot through my hand. For delicate girl she had a lot of power, I smiled at the fact and kissed her forehead watching her fall asleep.